CHAPTER NINE - AYLA

ALPHA ASHA

-1 day ago-

Handling the pack affairs while having to deal with an assassination were not the worst things that could happen to me but it was definitely becoming a burden.

I was at the edge of my pack borders, I usually did come here to pretend talk to Naomi. This was the last place I had seen her alive, struggling to hang on but ultimately asking for death.

I had already screamed my voice out before ramming my fists into the hard bark of a tree. The pain was what I needed like an anchor to keep me rooted. My father was right, I was indeed losing my mind. All this wouldn’t have happened if the dammed Alpha Silva had just kept wolves in check. I would still have Naomi and I wouldn’t be feeling myself slipping away with every passing day.

My knuckles bled and I only stopped when the skin was completely peeled out and my bone were exposed.

Tired, I fell back to the ground, heaving and staring at the white sun above. It was too early in the morning for me to be this away from m